tiny_voices: nate barcalow from the band Finch, tinted blue (august)
it's funny how i'm sitting here, just across the room from you, feeling like you're an ocean away from me. or more accurately, that i'm an ocean away from you. it's funny how it always comes down to me, or it seems to, at least. i think of the way promises sit on your lips, perched on your teeth. i think of the way your eyes only meet mine for fleeting moments. what do you see when you look at me? do you see the same promises, or are they already broken before they leave my throat? maybe it's more likely you see nothing. that wouldn't surprise me, that you look at me and think nothing in particular. a neutral entity. just some guy. some guy in some band in some city, who cares. that stings like a fucking wasp but it wouldn't surprise me at all.

sound check is still ringing in my ears. i'm nervous. that's not new, i'm used to getting nervous before each show, but somehow this one feels different. i guess it's because you're going to be in the crowd. i won't know what to do if i see you out there, under the darkness and the lights and the screaming and sweating, unaffected and not caring. you're good at that. too good at it. i have to let it push me forward, to make me scream harder (haha) or else i'll stumble and panic and disappoint everyone.

i was gonna write something about the double edged sword of being the center of attention but i'm gonna try to have some dignity. gods. get a grip.

niko keeps saying this weird thing about VHS tapes. jesse's pissed at him for it but he keeps laughing so he's not actually mad. liz said she's gonna stop smoking again. for reals this time. i hope she can. mat joked about slapping the cigs out of her hands but liz said he should and she wasn't joking. they keep trying to cheer me up and it works sometimes. between shows (and trashing truck stops, ha) we've been watching a lot of Cricket Cabin. funny, comforting in a quiet-evening-grandma's-blanket sort of way. "ah, woe is me, tortured artist, i'm always climbing myself into trees and tossin' rocks at myself. wait, that's good, i gotta write that one down. the fellas at the Ol' Saddle will love that one..."

anyway, if you're in Crowdshade tonight and you want to get sweaty, come see us. treehaus, 8 pm.

-dammmmm gus

[posted by dam_gus on Saturday, Hellex 26th, 1003 @ 4:34 PM]

sinking.

Oct. 12th, 2024 02:00 am
tiny_voices: half-orc goth girl in her bedroom (dakota)
to the girl at Gloom last night that danced with me and pulled my hand under her skirt: you were lovelier than the lace you were wearing and your mouth was sweet and dark like an autumn evening, but i just couldn't give you what you wanted.

and that half moon smile that dripped with borrowed light did not reach your eyes. we were waning from the first moment. you walked off, silent under the din of the club, and i was adrift again. part of me wishes i could just not care, that i could throw the weight off my shoulders, that i could've found you again and been your paramour until night's end.

but i do care, i can't throw anything off, and i won't find you again.

now i lie here with the sun forcing its way through the drawn curtains and remember someone else. the most important someone else in the world. it feels inadequate to call her that, like calling a star a speck, or calling a home a house. i lie here longing for the shape of her. beautiful and unreal waiting outside classroom doors, under the willows, in her driveway.

i feel like i'm being crushed by my own mistakes. my past decisions are iron shackles locked around my ankles and every step without her is a miserable struggle. i was just so fucking scared. i still am. i fear the lack of safety and the lack of normality. but when have i ever cared about normal and safe? why does it feel like i gave up more than i can even comprehend? like i gave up the key to feeling safe and normal? i think i gave up the moon. without its tides my heart is a sinking stone in a deep ocean.

[posted by acrylic_cynic on Sunday, Zwolven 19th, 1004 @ 10:55 AM]
tiny_voices: 13 avatars from The Palace arranged in a roughly square shape (palace avatars)
LINOLEUM MAGAZINE PRESENTS:

Interview with icebox: on their upcoming album and being stone(d) cold

Interview and article by Nick McNally. Posted Ryfa 20, 1004.

CLICK HERE TO READ INTERVIEW

I met the four members of icebox the other day, behind the locally-famous club The Hideout. It was midday, springtime sun shining brightly, though we mostly lounged in the shade. The lawn chairs provided by the club's owner and the graffitied concrete set a gritty but casual tone for the interview and photo shoot. The band was passing around a joint, save for lead vocalist and occasional secondary guitarist Kova Iven, who didn't want to blur her focus even with several hours before the band would hit the stage that night. Drummer Aubrey Maplekey offered the joint to me, practicing proper stoner etiquette, though I also declined. She and guitarist Dev Dezaar remained composed but noticeably more loose-limbed and spacey as the joint burned on. Bassist Finn Apollor seemed to handle his hits the most smoothly, his already friendly and well-articulated demeanor remaining consistent throughout our time together.

I opened our conversation by telling the band we had been getting a lot of people writing in asking us to do a story on icebox. The group seemed mildly pleased to hear that, although Dev's reaction was tempered with a set of skeptically narrowed eyes.

NICK: So, real quick, can you catch us up on the band's history, for those who don't know?

DEV: Ah, big leagues now. Origin story, for all the new fans.

KOVA: We formed in 999, put out music in 1000, 1001, and 1003. We've had some great tours, a couple rough ones. New album... soon. And we're still on Scratched.

NICK: How did the band form?

DEV: Corporate espionage.

KOVA: No. [laughs] Me, her, and Aubrey met in high school. Aubrey knew Finn and invited him to try out.

AUBREY: 'Cause he's really good, man. He was in jazz band and played in these crazy prog rock bands and shit.

NICK: You played in prog rock bands before icebox? That's quite... the musical jump.

DEV: You can say a step down, it's okay.

FINN: [laughs] Yeah, before icebox I was kinda rotating through a few different prog bands. The last one was basically PHROG, if PHROG weren't actually very good. Not a cover band, but I think we really wanted to be PHROG. But we, uh... we weren't. And then I joined icebox.

KOVA: We didn't really have a bassist set in stone yet. We had a couple people in mind, but Finn just had better chops. Even without playing much fast music before.

NICK: Be honest, did the three of you ever doubt that he'd be a good fit, in terms of attitude?

DEV: I did. I thought he was a fuckin' nerd. But I got over it when I realized he helped us write better music.

AUBREY: I didn't really care 'cause he's been my buddy for a long time. I was like, ah, it'll be fiiine.

KOVA: Yeah, no, ultimately we were concerned with the music and the shows. You don't have to wear spikes and dye your hair green to be in a punk band. It's not a uniform.

It became clearer, the more time I spent around the band, that both Kova and Dev are quite self-aware individuals, though this trait manifests differently in either of them. Kova sees the world through clear eyes and reacts with optimism and gruff but charming earnestness. Dev on the other hand notices the world's sharp edges before they cut and treats them with cynicism, often ahead of schedule. Though Kova denied being the quote unquote leader of the band, she and Dev seemed to be at the wheel, while the rhythm section keeps the tires spinning. Kova writes the majority of the lyrics, with Dev penning a song or two now and then. (Those one or two are some of my personal favorites: big rec to "Need No One" and "SMS.") A key part of the band's song-writing process is to put on a movie, mute the volume, and riff over the silent scenes until something clicks.

DEV: Ew. I don't like to call it the song-writing process.

AUBREY: What would you call it then?

DEV: Hmm. Violence.

AUBREY: Okay, bro.

DEV: For real though! I'd call it violence. I'm ripping something out of me and turning it into a song.

AUBREY: And she says she hates emo kids.

DEV: I do! Don't call me emo.

All of them seem to share a certain sense of humor, making jabs at each other with practiced ease. Kova, the least involved in the trading of emo-related insults, appears unfazed by it, even happy to let it continue in the background of the interview.

NICK: Kova, you featured on a song by The Oils, on Gravel. You've done some touring with them; how has it been, working with them?

KOVA: I wouldn't even call it working. We don't really work with The Oils, we're friends.

DEV: Partners in crime.

KOVA: That too. We came up in the same scene, around the same time. I think of The Oils as kind of another side of the coin from us. They're more scratchy, more monochromatic, but never boring, and we're a bit more colorful. Sun, moon, that kind of thing.

DEV: Did she say "another side of the coin?" Girl, there's only two sides.

KOVA: I'm getting a contact high. Shut up.

FINN: Yeah, Darla's on one of our new songs too.

NICK: Guest vocals?

KOVA: That's right. It's called "Honey/Vinegar." It was originally an instrumental we would play at sound check and such that grew into something better. But it wasn't growing right at first.

AUBREY: We were hacking away at that thing for, like, months.

DEV: That's what she--

(Kova kicks her in the leg.)

AUBREY: It was originally two songs, right? And we tied 'em together. And we played it for Oils and Darla was like, add this and this to it. And we were like, dude, you should do that!

KOVA: We have a lot of fun with them. They're the real deal.

Icebox swept me up into a series of tangents and so, for a while, we discussed the group's hobbies and complaints. Outside of drumming, Aubrey skateboards (apparently she has more than once done tricks off the roof of The Hideout, and managed to stick the landing once or twice). Kova works at a grocery store that shall remain unnamed (it's a soul sucker though). Dev said "fuck work" at least twice and, unemployed, currently sleeps on Kova's couch. Finn is the only one enrolled in any sort of education, and is on track to graduate with a botany degree in the next few months.

NICK: I have to ask, is your choice of major related to a particular substance that's fueled much of our conversation today?

FINN: What? No.

Eventually we got back to discussing the band's upcoming album, titled Sunburst. It's their fourth overall release on independent label Scratched Records, and their second full-length album. All four bandmates perked up at the subject, seeming excited to talk about their latest collection of songs and soon-to-follow tour. Despite the group's careless, never too serious affect, the way they talk about their music betrays a real sense of personal investment.

NICK: What's been your approach to this new record?

KOVA: All the things we've done before-- or, most things-- but bigger and better.

DEV: We're all just better at our instruments now. I've learned so much shit about amps and heads and pedals. Not that I'm a big pedal guy, but I've experimented a little.

FINN: Dev's kind of become our tech nerd-- hey, in a good way. I think the new songs sound familiar but in a more evolved form.

DEV: We did some synth-keyboard shit on a couple songs. Started out as a joke but then we figured out how we can make it sound good.

KOVA: We try to get the crowd involved, in our shows. I mean, they mosh and dive and that's great, but with these new ones especially we want them to sing along and scream with us and have it mean something. It's still fun, it's still us, but... I don't know. My songs always came from a real place or real emotion I had, but I ended up finding things to say that felt a little more necessary. And we've been listening to a lot of Reckless Attack lately, so that's been a big inspiration too.

NICK: Is that your way of saying your lyrics are getting more political?

KOVA: Yes and no.

Here the vocalist pauses to think and Dev, breathing out smoke and sitting forward in her seat, picks up where she left off.

DEV: Our shit's always been political, just not in a vocab test, buzz words, straight up "fuck the government" way. Just like, ground-level stuff. Working sucks, money sucks, school doesn't teach you important shit, that kinda thing. And now, since we started a few years ago, everything is more... uptight. People are suspicious as fuck, you know?

KOVA: As in, they're paranoid of everything. "This means they're doing magic, that means they're doing drugs, if we let this happen we're all going to die..."

FINN: As they say, it's an anixety culture.

AUBREY: I think a lot of it is an outlet. People act crazy, we feel crazy, we play crazy.

KOVA: And I tie a lot of it back into community and, sometimes, the Champions. We have a song, "Holy Weapon," that's about how music and the scene can be a tool to bring people together and ignite them. That's how you start making things happen.

NICK: Are you doing this out of a sense of community, then? For the scene?

KOVA: I'd say so.

DEV: We make music for us. Don't know if you were going there, but we're not really thinking about going to a major or anything. We're good. If people like our songs, awesome, if they don't, I don't see it as a loss. I mean, the scene is usually pretty solid, but people can let you down...

KOVA: Without the scene I think we'd be a little adrift. I want the things I create to bring people together. Even if that's only the two people that work at the bar. Even if it's just venting about someone being an asshole at a house show. That's the feeling I bring to the music.

AUBREY: It makes us happy when you come to our shows and scream and run around in circles.

DEV: Yeah, we don't half-ass it, so you don't get to either.

FINN: Whole ass only, please.

Icebox originally formed for fun, but these four take their craft seriously. This may prove to be key, as many other bands of this time period don't last even the few years that icebox has managed. In the ratty world of punk rock-- perhaps especially in it-- passion is a band's lifeblood.

NICK: You all seem to have a fire in you when it comes to this band.

FINN: I disagree.

NICK: You do?

AUBREY: Yeah, we're icebox. No fire, just stone cold.

KOVA: More like stoned cold, huh?

DEV: Well, there's your fuckin' headline. There's your title. You're welcome.

icebox's new album, Sunburst, releases Tansa 5, 1004.
tiny_voices: jane lane (Default)
seeing all these posts about in-person meet ups to celebrate/mourn Cohost is a little weird. i can't even really imagine doing like a tumblr meet up, let alone a gathering for a teeny little site like Cohost. but i guess the whole thing is unrelatable to me because i've always lived in Irrelevant Town, USA. even when i lived in a "college town" i never felt like i was in a Cool City where Cool People live and Cool Things happen. it was better than my current city, in terms of having things to do and existing, but this whole state is basically a state you forget about in "locate all 50 states" quizzes. you drive through it to get to other states. like imagine living somewhere in the US that matters

i like to think here is more notable than Nebraska though. no shade to any Nebraska-dwellers, of course. i just never hear Anything from or about it.

all this being said, cool things do happen around here on occasion (my city's first Pride was this year! i got a cool dice bracelet there). it's just difficult to hear about events to begin with and then to actually go to them because i don't drive and i'm a humble breadmaker (read: got no money). also my roommates, like myself, don't leave the house unless they have to about 90% of the time. i only went to a bar for the first time at the beginning of this year. it was fun though, we played Uno

i had the idea earlier to maybe post journals in character, with each OC's own little icons and tags. seems fun and i'm kinda inspired by how old school dreamwidth is-- the characters i'd be writing for are in an early 2000s setting so there'd be like ~immersion~. this is largely unrelated to my previous topic but it's fine. i just made this page today, there are no standards to follow

-bean

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